The Dark God's Return!

"Is it really this exciting?"

Harry's voice broke through the stillness, his words carrying an awe that reverberated in the air. He stood rooted to the spot, staring at the battle unfolding before him, a collision of such sheer violence that it left him breathless.

The scene before him was nothing short of staggering. The immense power of a knight, one capable of crushing ordinary mortals with ease, seemed insignificant in comparison. A knight could defeat an army single-handedly, their strength enough to make them legends. But this, this was something else entirely.

The great knights, those paragons of martial prowess, could stride across the battlefield, taking down hundreds of men with little more than their sword arm. Their power made them figures of myth and song. Yet here, in front of Harry, even they would be mere ants beneath the shadows of the true gods.